In a verrry ratty mood this morning- had a very late night (3am) as I was trying to finish off some work on the computer. Lo didn't go to bed til 10pm with one thing and another going on so I thought he'd have a bit of a sleep in this morning, but nooo, 6.50am he was up crying, and kept me up ever since. I changed him, fed him, laid him down for a bit more sleep but he just kicked and struggled and screamed amid yawns, so bloody frustrating. Changed him again, gave him some toys to play with in his cot to try and get just a little more sleep, but he wasn't having any of it.
Of course dp "sleeps through it" but I'm getting so bloody resentful of things sometimes I feel like I could literally slap him awake. I know he isn't properly asleep he's just lying there pretending James is nothing to do with him.
I'm just so bloody fed up that nothing works round here. The house is a mess, dp does nothing and I just don't know where to start I'm so bogged down with it all. My work means nothing and isn't counted, yet he "works" so appears to get away with doing nothing. My sleep also means nothing as it doesn't matter if dp's alarms have me up every single day of the week (past two weekends he's left his alarm on saturday and sunday getting me up at 6.30am)
And every morning he gets a sneezing fit, but instead of going downstairs asap so as not to wake the baby up he stands in the bedroom sneezing over and over, usually 6 or 7 times, until James wakes up. If I dare to say anything he'll bellow that he can't help it.
That's to say nothing of him leaving fag ends all over the yard which I cleared and swept and picked all his butts out of the drain only last weekend. He leaves the butter out, leaves food and rubbish all over the worktops in the kitchen, he doesn't do ANYTHING and I'm unreaonable if I ask him to pull his weight.
He's done no washing up for about three weeks despite me having really sore eczema all over my hands and arms, he never cooks, ignores mess, steps over dropped food by James, if he changes J he leaves the dirty nappy on the floor as some measure of his disgust at having to be involved at all, as if it would just add insult to injury to have to take the nappy to the bin, too.
Sorry for the rant but my blood was boiling this morning! I feel so much better^ for letting it out, I'm calm now! lol
Bloody men, eh.